In the Ether

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she crowds her mind with the tired headlines
cold war in one place, hot ones elsewhere
how a message from one person can irk
and evoke such hostility from someone
she knows and barely knows.

she’s begun to see the “connectedness”
as a fiction, like the ether of this net
and she dreams of her garden
and the water needed to keep it alive.

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